I Became The Hero's Mother (ChatGPT Translated)

I became the mother of the male lead - Episode 26.

Episode 26.

Hades' expression became subtle as he pondered Abel's words.

He quickly snatched the handkerchief that was in Abel's hand.

"Oops! P-Please give it back!"

"Come on, just let me have a quick look."

"No, please give it back!"

"No, I said I'll just take a quick look."

Abel, running with his short legs, tried to snatch the handkerchief, but Hades dodged him.

The handkerchief Abel had was identical to the one he had picked up at the restaurant.

A handkerchief embroidered with a face with black hair and red eyes.

Hades' gaze briefly shifted to Abel, who was fidgeting below.

The son who was begging for the handkerchief to be returned looked so much like him that it was hard to believe he wasn't his own child.

The embroidered face, without a doubt, did not feel uncomfortable even if it was Abel's face.

"Father!"

"Why are you making such a fuss over something that's not even worn out?"

"It's dirty! And if you hold it so tightly, it will get wrinkled!"

"Huh. . . ?"

No, because Father said he wanted to take a look at the handkerchief. . .

Hades, who returned the handkerchief to Abel, spoke with an annoyed face.

"Abel."

The son did not respond, raising his eyebrows and pursing his lips.

Hades was bewildered as he watched Abel unfold the crumpled towel with a dissatisfied expression.

"You, this guy. . ."

"No."

Hades couldn't help but burst into laughter at Abel's uncharacteristic behavior, which was somewhat cute.

"Is it okay?"

Abel nodded and smiled like a child, as if asking when he got upset.

"Did you say anything else while giving it to me?"

"No."

Abel thought of Aisha.

"I feel a little sad every time Master Kong says such things. It's like he's being kind to me even though there's no reason to be. Master Kong is someone that anyone would like and love. I want to be good to him because he is so beautiful, kind, lovely, and likable."

"Abel knew his own position well. That he was a being who couldn't receive beauty and love from anyone except Hades."

"That made young Abel's heart quite full. 'I. . . I can't help but like and love him, so that's why he's being kind to me. I've never heard such words before, except from Father. . . '"

Abel quickly shed tears. Hades could understand how Abel must have felt when even the always kind and affectionate Aisha said such things.

While gently stroking Abel's trembling head, Hades spoke. "You said the right thing."

"No, I know, Father. I'm not a being worthy of being called beautiful. . . If I'm a child that Father likes, then even more so."

The child was very young, but he knew everything. He wondered how he would appear to Aisha, who loved Hades, as Hades' illegitimate child, a fact unknown even to his birth mother.